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Sexual Content - Warning will be present
Life as a cupid wasn't always all that easy. Sometimes you had to make pairs that would end in tragedy and pain, just to make another two fates meet. This was Harvey's job, and although it pained him sometimes to create a couple for it to just end in heartbreak, he still did it, because he didn't want the big man upstairs to beat his ass and cast him from heaven for not doing his job.
It was Valentine's Day, and he had his orders. Only match one couple who has the most potential. And so, like every other day, Harvey slipped into an unsuspecting bar, and took a seat at one of the bar stools. The bar was decorated with cheesy Valentine's things, like frilly hearts and fake red roses. And not to mention the cut-outs of 'cupids'. Oh, did those stupid cupid things infuriate Harvey. He was an angel, for crying out loud, not some fat kid with wings in a diaper.
Putting aside his frustrations, he started to scan the area for possible candidates, hoping to be done with this quickly. No one noticed how his eyes were scanning like those of a predator searching for its prey, and they didn't notice because he was invisible. None of the few people there seemed to jump out at Harvey, but the night was only young.
Ten minutes later, a young woman in a skimpy, revealing red dress entered, it clinging to her body like a second skin, obviously dressed in hope of seeking attention. Black curls bounced on her shoulders, and she took long confident strides, hips swaying. Her blood-red pumps clicked on the tile floor, as she took a seat at an empty love booth, trying to appear seductive.
Harvey looked closer at the women, could this be half of his soon-to-be pair? Furrowing his eyebrows, he concentrated on the female. As he tried to send out wave links to see into her mind, his spell bounced back. Confused, Harvey tried again, but got the same response. Slowly, she turned her head, her eyes falling directly on Harvy. But how could she? He was invisible, unless- hang on. Her lips, painted a dark red, curved into a grin, showing off multiple sharpened teeth.
Scrunching up his nose in distaste, he turned away from the women. No way would he pair a vamp with a human. Who knew what sort of kinky crap would go on (not to mention the fact she may drain the human by accident). That explained why his link didn't work, his powers mostly didn't work on supernatural creatures (although sometimes it did, if it was a lower rank in its species). Time find another pair of humans who won't suck each other dry of blood.
Someone took a seat beside him, ordering a glass of whiskey before turning to him. Her hand found it's way on to his, nails also painted red, "Hey there, angel-boy, why are you trying to get in my head? That's not a very nice way to get to know someone." The vamp purred.
Harvey sighed, why was it always him who screws up and has to deal with these abominations? "I don't have time to flirt with filth like you, I've got a job to do."
She rolled her large green eyes, but didn't seem offended by the insult, "Ooh, big bad angel gonna smite me for asking a question?" She taunted.
"Don't tempt me." Harvey growled, annoyance clear in his tone.
She hummed quietly to herself, before pressing a nail into his suit jacket, "Is angel-boy going to tell me why he was trying to get into my head? Or should I just go back and wait for a snack to try and 'hit me up'?" She pouted, batting her eyelashes.
"I'm here on official orders from Heaven, now go away before I send you back to where you came from." It may of been a bit of an exaggeration about the whole 'sending her back to where she came from', but the more professional he sounded, the better.
"You're not answering my question."
"Why should I answer to you? You're just another blood-sucking piece of tra-" He flinched, as a fork was stabbed into his hand. The vamp's smaller hand was wrapped around the utensil.
"Shut up and answer my question. I don't care why you're here, and couldn't care less what you or Heaven might do to me. Just answer the question." Her eyes flared dangerously.
Harvey turned to face her properly, pulling the fork from his hand as if it was just a measly splinter, the damaged skin quickly healing itself. "Look, I'm just a cupid trying to get two people together to have some kids and you're in-"
"A love guru? How cute." The dangerous look in her eyes quickly fled, and was replaced with what looked liked child-like curiosity. "I've always wanted to meet a cupid, all those other angels are so boring. Tell me about love angel-boy." She fluttered her long eyelashes in an innocent manner, twirling a glass of whiskey in her hand.
"Being a cupid isn't about all that gooey, mushy, 'together forever' crap, it's a lot more complex." He argued, cupids weren't just 'love gurus'.
"Oh? Why don't you explain 'what being a cupid is.'" She smirked.
Without hesitation, he launched straight into it, "Okay, sure, sometimes we cupids just tap two people and they fall in love because, come on, who doesn't love a little romance? But sometimes we have to make sure specific people meet, because their children or their children's children will do something big that could impact the human world and our world. Cupids are all about making sure fate happens the way it is written. Because maybe two people don't fall in love, maybe they don't have kids, and maybe the world ends, because those kids weren't born."
Harvey looked back at the vamp, to see her in quite a stunned faze. Her lips were slightly a jar, and her eyes were half close, "Maybe I was too quick to judge." She said softly, maintaining eye contact with him. Harvey continued to stare at her, they both remained silent for a long time.
For the first time, he took in her appearance properly, from the way her ebony hair framed her head perfectly, or how she wasn't actually dressed to appear that seductive. Her make-up made her eyes pop, like sparkling emeralds carved in her face. For the first time, Harvey noticed just how beautiful-
"So, you need two people, angel-boy?" The vamp spoke up suddenly, her voice guarded, but inviting. "It doesn't look like you're getting any nibbles at this bar." It took Harvey a moment to realise that she had spoken, and blinked a few times before it sunk in what she said.
"I, uh, I suppose I- why do you even care?" He tried not to sound too flustered, and instead attempting to continue his annoyed tone.
Running her tongue over her teeth, she smiled, "I know the perfect two, they're at my apartment building."
"You're not answering my question."
"Well, you didn't answer mine." Her smile grew a fraction wider, why was she smiling so much?
Narrowing his eyes down into a glare, Harvey didn't respond. Her lips closed into a smirk, before she got to her feet. She straightened her dress, and brushed the non-existent dust from it, before walking towards the door. With her hips still swaying, she paused at the doorway, and leaned against its frame. He watched her, admiring how she held herself with confidence and that she was actually quite pretty... for a vamp, at least.
"Are you going to continue to check me out, or do you want to give these two a go?" She still had her smirk on, a small glint in the back of her eyes.
He spluttered for a moment, "I wasn't checking you out!"
"Whatever helps you sleep at night, angel-boy." She tossed a wink at him, before inclining her head to the open door, "You coming or not?"
"As if I'll accept an invitation from one of you blood-suckers." He growled defensively, still trying to recover his posture from before.
She gave a light, yet forced, unbelieving laugh, and her smile slightly faltering, but didn't say anything. She instead left the building, her dress glowing as darkness shrouded her. The door soon shut itself behind her, and he was left to look at the green wood.
After a moment and staring blankly at the door, Harvey mentally slapped himself. He shouldn't have been thinking about her like that. And even worse, she was a vampire. Imagine! A cupid with a vamp! He should of just stabbed her with his blade the minute she came up to him! But for some reason, he felt guilty and sad. Damn him and these stupid human emotions! He had been on Earth for far too long. And still couldn't help but feel lonely.
"Can I get you anything, sir?" The voice startled him, making him turn around in his seat, showing a drink mixer.
Was he talking to Harvey? "Sir?" The man's eyes stared directly at him with concern.
Crap, did his invisibility drop? He was so caught up with thinking about that vamp and emotions that he let his warding falter! "N-No, I'm fine... I've got something to do." He declared, before rising from his seat, and leaving the confused mixer.
He quickly teleported from the bar, to just outside it. Once outside, he wildly looked around to see if the vamp was still around. But his eyes were only met with darkness, with the occasional car headlights zooming by. His shoulder's drop, slightly disappointed. He acted to slow and she was gone. Might as well go and hit another bar and-
"Took you long enough, angel-boy." Her voice came from behind him.
Harvey spun around, revealing the vamp. She had tucked her raven curls behind her ears, and was leaning against the brick wall expectantly. Had she been waiting for him? If so, did she know he would come out for her? "How did you-"
She moved away from the wall, and walked up to him, patting a hand on his large chest, "How did I know you would come outside? I know a lot things." That familiar smirk was on her lips again.
"Vampires, I swear." He grumbled under his breath.
"Ha, not exactly." She moved so she was so behind him, and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, "If you think so lowly of us, why are you invested on getting one's attention?"
Harvey didn't respond, and stood still, tense and frustrated. The vamp moved around so she in front of him now, arms still wrapped around his neck. She pressed her head to his chest, as if listening to his heartbeat, and Harvey froze. He was so confused. He had never been this intimate with anyone or anything before, and he was unsure of what to do. She moved her head so she was looking up at him. Blinking her pretty emerald eyes, a sly smile played on her mouth.
"I've never had an angel's force before, you know." She whispered suggestively, her mouth already moving towards his flesh.
Registering what she said, his eyes widened, and quickly whipped out his blade, tugging the vamp closer to him and pressing the silver blade to her throat."I wouldn't even let you near my blood, let alone drink it?" He demanded, disgusted.
"Oh come on, it's not like I would kill you or anything. And who said I wanted your blood? I have no reason to kill a pretty angel like yourself." She didn't seem worried about the blade that was digging into her throat, and was more focused on reassuring Harvey that she wouldn't kill him.
"I-" did she just call him pretty? "I'm not letting you anywhere near my blood!" He forced the blade harder against the flesh, a small stream of blood trickling from where the tip was pressed into. For some reason, hurting her made him feel guilty again, and he wanted to stop, but he had to go through with this.
Her eyes squinted slightly, "How about we forget about this and-"
"I should kill you." He admitted, her eyes rolling at the statement.
"But?" Her head tilted, causing more blood to spill down her neck, but she made no move to stop it.
"But I need to get two people to fall in love, or else I get my third warning from Heaven." He released her, and she took a moment to clean her neck before speaking. "These people at your apartment, filth?"
Her lips tightened at the insult, but avoided it once again, "Wise choice angel-boy. Shall we go then?"
Quickly and quietly, Harvey and the vamp entered the apartment building. It was silent and dark, besides the few people who were still awake at such a late hour. He followed her from behind, wary of anything she might try. He took a moment to take in his surroundings, noticing how the plush, forest green carpet squished under his feet, and a beautiful chandelier illuminating the square room. He hadn't expected a vamp to live in such a nice place, especially by herself. Wait, was she by herself? "Where's your nest?"
She threw her head back to look at him, throwing a wave of hair through the air. "You think I would hang around with those lesser minorities? "
"Degrading your own kin? Wow, your community is more screwed than Angel Haven. "
She let out a delicate laugh, "You think I'm a vampire? You angels seem to get dumber the lower in the ranks you are."
Harvey voiced no response, narrowing his eyes into a glare, but didn't question the vamp, or whatever she was, further. He instead nodded his head, indicating for her to keep walking. An elevator stood on the left wall, and he made his way over to it. But as he went to press the up button, he noticed the piece of paper taped to the doors. 'Out of order'. Harvey sighed, before turning to the stairs, where the vamp was already waiting.
They begun their ascent to the fourth floor. Neither of them spoke for the first few minutes of their walk, too focused on getting to their destination. Harvey was focused on trying to think of what she may be. Surely she had to be some sort of species of vampires? A Psi? Maybe a dreamscape? No, probably not, Harvey would of been able to get into her head if she was a dreamscape vamp.
"I never caught your name, angel-boy." She spoke up, asking cautiously.
"Why don't you tell me yours first." He snapped back, even though he wasn't that annoyed or angry at her.
"Smartass." She scoffed, "I won't have any power over you if tell me your name, just so you know. It's Alessia, just for the record."
Eyeing her quickly, he responded, "Hervè, but just call me Harvey."
"Harvey." She rolled the name around in her mouth, "I like it."
They fell into silence again, until reaching the fourth floor. Alessia slinked through the hallway, Harvey following warily. Her dress fluttered behind her, red waves of material tickling the tip of Harvey's shoes. She paused at a closed door, before looking back at him, "Here we are, angel-boy."
Harvey then nodded for her to continue, which she did. She unlocked the door, and stepped into the dark room, as quiet as a cat. Harvey stepped in behind her, and sent out a pulse of energy throughout the room, trying to scan the apartment for these two people Angela had spoken about. But there was no one here.
He frowned, "Where are they?"
Her lips shone in the dark area, and she stepped closer to him, pulling herself into his chest, she moved her mouth to his ear before whispering, "They're right here, angel-boy."
"Well, one is on the others chest."
Harvey looked down at her, eyes wide. She didn't mean-? He stared at her, she waiting expectantly for an answer, a playful glint in her eyes. Oh God, she did. "I-Uh-"
"Oh my, have I managed to get an angel flustered?" She grinned widely, her tongue resting between her teeth. "Hervè, drop the façade please." Her tongue then ran slowly over her lips, making them glisten with saliva. She had used his full name, making him cringe, but it also made him feel something.
He didn't know what came over him, but Harvey didn't even hesitate as pulled the vamp closer to him, crashing their lips together. He didn't even know what he was doing, all he knew was that it felt right. She let out a laugh of victory, and took control of what was happening, pushing Harvey down onto the couch behind him, before climbing on top of his chest.
She pushed the jacket off his shoulders, and threw the clothing to the floor. Her fingers played with the buttons on Harvey's shirt. Harvey's breath were coming out heavier now, the bulge in his pants obviously visible now.
Slowly, almost teasingly, she unbuttoned his shirt, moving the clothing from his chest, past his shoulders, until it was flayed out beneath Harvey. Her fingers ran through his chest hair, until they reached his lower abdomen. Her eyes had been focused on her own hands, but suddenly the twitched up to meet Harvey's awaiting gaze.
"Aren't you going to do anything?" She narrowed her eyes accusingly, Harvey not responding. He didn't even know what he was doing, panic flared in his chest, thinking he had managed to screw this up, but the vamps eyes lit up with amusement, "Have I stumbled across an angel who has never been to be with another? Oh, I can have some fun with this, being your first and all."
Harvey still said nothing, his earlier panic deflating, as she reassured him it was okay he had never been with another person before.
"It's okay, angel-boy, just listen to me, okay?" She said gently, "Give me your hands- good, good -now feel this? Okay unhook it," She guided his hands to her back, where two straps were.
"Which one?" He asked quietly.
Harvey did as she said, untying one strap which undid her dress, and material falling lightly on his chest. He threw the red dress to the ground, where it gathered in a neat pile. He then stopped, what was he doing? Here he was, a vamp on his chest in nothing but her underwear. Oh what the heck, screw it. He put his hands back onto her back, his fingers finding the clasp of her bra, where he then unhooked it, the clothing falling away, revealing the rest of her body. Harvey stared at her, only one thought in his head. She was beautiful. She let him have a moment to take in her image, before grabbing his hands again.
"You're going good angel-boy, have no fear. I know what I'm doing." She moved his hands from her back to her front, placing his palms on her breasts. His eyebrows creased with confusion, was this really how it worked? Why didn't they have sex ed in Heaven?
Her hands still had a firm grip on his, and she slowly moved his hands around her chest, a small moan escaping her lips. Harvey got the hint on what to do, and caressed her without her assistance. Her arms dropped to his chest, as he pleasured her. Her breathing quickly became more unsteady, as they turned into pants.
"Okay," She said between breaths, "Time for something a bit more complex."
Harvey nodded in agreement, somewhat eager for less hands. Her naked body dropped down onto his, her hands finding there way to his pants zipper. With little effort, she got Harvey out of his slacks, the pants also discarding to the floor beside the couch. In another moment later, his boxers joined the other clothing.
She crawled closer to his face, close enough till her nose was touching his. She stared down on him for a moment, before whispering, "Have you ever touched yourself, angel-boy?"
His eyes widened slightly at the question, he was more startled than anything, "T-That- that is against God's word."
She laughed giddily, "Well I'm sure your God isn't going to approve of what I'm going to do to you." She kissed him, "Maybe I'll go a little more gentle with you." She kissed him again.
He swallowed, and she lifted herself off of him, hovering for a moment, before sliding him into herself. An instant ripple of pleasure ran through him, his bark arching slightly. A gasp left his mouth, almost in sync with the vamp's moan. His face must of scrunched into an expression of pain, and she stopped for a moment.
She looked at him, mildly concern, "Does it hurt? I can stop-"
"No-No, please don't-don't stop."
She smirked, "Of course."
Harvey's eyes fluttered open weakly. His body ached, and he was cold. Why was he so sore? His memory wandered back to the previous night, how he had caressed her body, and she thrusted- shit. Did he actually do that? He tried to shift where he was, but found that his body was too weak to even move. The couch creaked beneath him, and he shivered as a breeze whipped through the apartment.
The area around him was blurry, and he could barely make out anything. All it was a merge of colour. A dark shape moved in front of him, graceful and petite.
His vision suddenly focused. She turned to face him, victory written all over her features. She smiled a sickly sweet smile, before squatting in front of him. She patted his cheek and cocked her head to the side, "You really should of worked out what I was before doing what we did last night, angel-boy,"
"W-What do you mean?" Fatigue constantly washed over him in waves and he struggled to hold on to consciousness. He knew for a fact this wasn't the aftermath of sex. "What are you?"
"Tell me what this sounds like; I have sex with something and it boosts my power and keeps me alive, and then they die afterwards. Who am I?"
Harvey inwardly groaned. How could he be so stupid? "Succubus." He spat.
"Ding, ding, ding." She flashed him another pearl white smile. "I thought you would of been smart enough to not follow me, but a little persuasion there, a sprinkle of magic here, and presto! You were mine. I also may of lied a tad when I said I would have no power over you if you told me your name." She went to the door and opened it quickly, throwing a jacket loosely over her shoulders. Before leaving the room, she looked back to Harvey.
"Thanks for the life force, angel-boy." She then closed the door behind her. Harvey stared at the close door for the longest time, as one final wave of fatigue overcame him, sending him into an eternal unconsciousness.